You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"Hey, girl, I'm old enough to be your ancestor, how can I still lie to you, a little kid?"

Que Feibai was so angry that he had a sour face.

"Who knows? There are scammers of all ages and genders in this world." Jiang Si said very seriously.

"That's right. My father said that in business, money is exchanged for goods. We have shown you the goods, but where is the money?" Fan Tong shouted at the top of his voice, cooperating very well with his wife.

Seeing these two brats singing in unison, Que Feibai could only give up no matter how anxious he was. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Okay, you two just watch me."

After saying that, Que Feibai turned around and leaped to a spacious place. He reached towards his waist and then he remembered that his sword had been taken away by the immortal.

"Wait a minute, my wine aroma has been taken away by my future master."

After saying that, Que Feibai flew up, broke off a twig from a nearby tree, used it as a sword, and started dancing with it.

The graceful movements made everyone intoxicated.

Even Jian Yi was fascinated. You know, he is a famous swordsman on the Jianghu list.

Wine aroma? Why does this name sound so familiar?

Looking at the man with white hair and youthful face in front of him who was dancing a branch with sharp sword moves, Jian Yi finally remembered something.

I just couldn't believe that the person in front of me was that person.

After the sword-fighting demonstration, Que Feibai gently threw the branch in his hand to the side. The soft branch with tender buds directly penetrated the big tree next to it and was firmly stuck on it.

"What do you think, little girl? Is this sword technique worth your wine money?"

Looking at the half-branch that was still shaking, Jiang Si was obviously startled, but she didn't want to show it too obviously, so she coughed lightly and said, "It's... it's okay!"

Upon hearing this, Que Feibai rushed to Jiang Si's side like a gust of wind and snatched the beer from her hand in the blink of an eye.

After seeing this scene, Jiang Si and Fan Tong secretly decided in their hearts that they should not be so ostentatious in the future.

Such a master can take your life in an instant, without even having time to shoot.

The cold touch in his hand surprised Que Feibai: This wine is actually chilled?

Que Feibai had drunk liquor before, but this kind of chilled liquor was the first time he had seen it. He couldn't wait to open it and taste it, but after studying it for a while, he still couldn't figure out how to open the jar.

Seeing how anxious he was, Jiang Si walked forward considerately and helped him open it.

The moment the pull ring was opened, everyone was shocked except Que Feibai who couldn't wait to drink.

Why are all the things the young lady took out so novel?

After taking a sip of beer, the cool feeling made Que Feibai feel relaxed both physically and mentally. He immediately felt that the beer was worth it!

Que Feibai narrowed his eyes in satisfaction and rubbed his flat belly with one hand. His son now looked a bit like an old man.

"Wife, why is this a bit like Huang Rong using food to trick Hong Qigong into teaching Guo Jing martial arts?"

After Fan Tong's reminder, Jiang Si's eyes lit up. Yes, why didn't she think that there were plenty of good wines in her own space.

"Then do you want to be my brother Jing? How much of that sword technique do you remember?"

Jiang Si smiled cunningly, she remembered most of the sword skills just now. This silly little dog Gulang was very skilled, maybe he was a martial arts genius?

"From what you said, if I weren't a martial arts genius, you wouldn't want me anymore?" Fan Tong understood the implication of her words.

"How is that possible!" The smile on Jiang Si's face was a little awkward. It would be impossible without her. The most she could do was to train a new martial arts genius to learn from her.

In this life, Xiaoshagou is the son of the richest man. Following him, she will have a life of luxury and endless money without having to worry about anything. For the time being, she has no plans to give up this long-term meal ticket.

What's more, they are from the same place and have a special relationship, so it is unlikely that she will not want him.

Looking at her awkward smile, Fan Tong thought more and more that this was possible.

In order not to be abandoned by his wife, he decided to show off his strength, "I've memorized all the sword skills."

"Tsk, you think you are the leader of the Ming Cult. You will learn it after watching it once."

Jiang Si obviously didn't believe it. This guy couldn't be so outrageous!

Seeing that his young wife didn't believe him, Fan Tong felt that he needed to show off, otherwise this girl would think he was lying to her!

"Hong Zhong, give me your sword!"

Hong Zhong was holding a sword and recalling Que Feibai's moves just now. When he heard his young master's words, although he was confused, he still handed over his sword.

Fan Tong drew out his sword, raised an eyebrow at Jiang Si, and then went to the place where Que Feibai had just been dancing with the sword, and performed the same sword moves that Que Feibai had just performed as if copying and pasting.

The servants of the Fan family present looked at Fan Tong in disbelief, especially Jian Yi and Hong Zhong. Why didn't they realize before that their young master was actually a martial arts genius?

Que Feibai, who was opening another can of beer, sat with his back against a big tree, looking at Fan Tong with admiration.

Although Jiang Si was shocked, she still remembered the important matter.

So when everyone wasn't paying attention, he took out some food from the space, brought it to Que Feibai, and said with a flattering smile: "Senior, what do you think of him?"

Drunken Immortal Sword Que Feibai, the number one master in the martial arts world.

Jiang Si recalled what Scorpion Tail said before he died. When she looked at him again, it was like looking at a glittering mountain of gold. The excitement in her eyes was not concealed at all.

Que Feibai felt a little scared by her gaze. He coughed lightly, picked up a peanut with his hand and put it into his mouth, and replied perfunctorily: "It's okay, I think I have talent."

"How about you accept him as your disciple?" Jiang Si said, using her body as a cover and taking out a bottle of Maozi from the space, "I have some more here..."

But who would have thought that before she could finish her words or hand the wine to Que Feibai, he refused it.

"No, I still have to go find my master, so I don't have time to teach my apprentice."

"Your master?" Jiang Si looked Que Feibai up and down. This man must be much older than his face showed.

"I wonder how old you are this year?"

Hearing Jiang Si's question, Que Feibai thought for a moment before speaking uncertainly, "One hundred and nine? Or one hundred and nineteen? Oh, never mind. No one has celebrated my birthday for so many years that I can't even remember."

Seeing that Que Feibai didn't care at all, Jiang Si was so shocked that she stood there in a daze.

She thought that Que Feibai was at most in his sixties or seventies, but she never expected that the man in front of her, who was full of collagen, was actually a centenarian?

He just said he was going to find his master, so his master must be older than him? What kind of old monster is this?

"You just said that you wanted to go find your master, so how old is your master this year?" When Jiang Si asked, her eyes were fixed on Que Feibai's face, which was so tender that it could be pinched to produce water.

What kind of martial arts is this that can grant immortality? Could it be that I have traveled to a fantasy world?